Audible or not, he gets the idea of Tama's muttering. Mina's shoulders shake with quiet, strained laughter as he gets his feet under him. The nightmare, and the sense of wrongness that's become pervasive throughout the city, they're all still there, but -- for now, there's a distance between them and him. "Sorry... I wouldn't know where to start." Maybe another time he could add something like, That's Kawase's job, but... not right now.

Minakami's eyes flicker away at that reminder from the argument (the worst thing and what it had to have been), but he keeps ahold of his smile, even if it's pained at the edges, as he reaches up to adjust Tama's ridiculous uniform hat.

"Is that so? You're the one calling my friend a nuisance now, too. Where does that leave us?"